Anna Wintour Remix

Up in Milan, gimme these fashions
Donnatella, we look assassins
Slayin visuals, no compassion
That’s why these bitches all jumpin on the wagon

Sweet caramel dressed up in Chanel
Mugler with lapels, eyes like a gazelle
These bitches can’t take, we fashion as hell
Speedy with the strap; mademoiselle

Makin a scene, hot pink Ducati
Swarovski diamonds all on my body
They worship art, sarasvati
I got the fashion eye, Illuminati

Why they mad? I’m nonchalant
This coat tags say Yves saint laurent
Custom, my style avante
That’s why they callin me the debutant

I should pose for Vogue , Make me the front cover
On this runway, we the front runners
We serve straight puss for the cunt lovers
We make them beats, we the stunt drummers